She almost starts when he bolts upright, small droplets of acidic blood flying off him, knees locking up in shock and tail raised, but she stands her ground and the momentary shock passes and allows her actually observe him more critically while he is... colorfully swearing.
It's almost praiseworthy, those creative insults. Certainly more impressive than some of the outpost men who fancied themselves elite enough to compose poetry. If he's healthy enough to be doing this, though.]
Can you stand?
[Had he... simply been resting? Was he truly so powerful?
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She almost starts when he bolts upright, small droplets of acidic blood flying off him, knees locking up in shock and tail raised, but she stands her ground and the momentary shock passes and allows her actually observe him more critically while he is... colorfully swearing.
It's almost praiseworthy, those creative insults. Certainly more impressive than some of the outpost men who fancied themselves elite enough to compose poetry. If he's healthy enough to be doing this, though.]
Can you stand?
[Had he... simply been resting? Was he truly so powerful?
She's having trouble telling now.]